Chapter 261 Looking back

Everyone felt the sticky force in the air. When their arms were swinged, they seemed to pass through the mud, extremely slow. Even Andrew, who was so powerful, could not help but pause in attacking the lustful dragon.

"Ye Lily!" Andrew never thought that the God of Death would appear in this situation, especially the power it showed seemed to be more powerful than usual. In a shocked manner, his movements were even slower.

How can the battle between masters be a slight difference? The god of death stepped in the void and crossed hundreds of meters in one step. The plain arm swung out, and a black aura containing pure power shook Andrew's golden sun sword open.

The lust dragon escaped from death, and the accumulated courage to fight to the death disappeared in an instant. Seeing that the god of death was blocking in front of him, he no longer cared about anything shameless. He snuckled behind Liu Qian. Liu Qian was both relieved and blushed. What blushed was that this guy was too disgraceful to him. What was gratified was that the lust dragon finally escaped again.

Liu Qian was also indescribable at this time. The thick spiritual energy of heaven and earth tightly wrapped around his whole body. The spiritual soul that had already risen to a round seemed to be impatient to drill out. However, he could not move at all. Even if he wanted to help, he was helpless.

Although Liu Qian was surprised by the sudden appearance of the God of Death, it was obvious that she was definitely not here to help Andrew. This also made him feel relieved. After all, God of Death is a master of the same level as Andrew. Otherwise, no one could shock him on the spot.

If he only compares his figure, the small and exquisite figure of the God of Death would really look very weak in front of the huge Andrew. However, in terms of momentum, he might still be even better than the God of Death.

Andrew also held his sword and stood up horizontally, looking at the god of death with a look of surprise and doubt: "Ye Baihe, your injuries have been healed!"

"Hmph!" The god of death was still so deserted, as if he was unwilling to speak to Andrew. His small and delicate barefoot stepped forward and a huge scarlet sickle appeared out of nowhere, and with the whistling sound of the wind, he tilted towards Andrew's head.

With a simple finger, the dark black flames surged enchantingly in the air, enchanting towards Andrew.

Fortunately Andrew knew that the God of Death was so angry that he was ready for it. His wings swelled, and a golden light burst out like the sun. The extraordinary weight of the golden sun sword was in his hand, as light as a feather, and a diagonal seal was blocked, blocking the strange trajectory of the God of Death's sickle.

A dull sound of collision sounded, and the current space seemed to collapse, forming a black hole. Fortunately, the energy was retracted inward, otherwise it would affect a lot of innocent people. The scorching ink flame also entangled Andrew at this time, and instantly swallowed his golden light.

In this confrontation, Andrew suffered a great loss. He groaned, blew blood, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

The god of death danced like a blooming flower, bursting out with a magnificent blade, chasing the embarrassing Andrew. In every move, it seemed as light as a skillful swallow, but in fact it was full of solemn killing aura.

"Ye Baihe, I have a suggestion!" Andrew was shocked. He originally thought that after his strength increased this time, he would not be afraid even in the heyday of the God of Death. But he never expected that the God of Death after being poisoned and injured was even more powerful than usual. He gasped and said, "It's better for us to unite and together..."

Before he finished speaking, Andrew was shocked to find that his long golden hair had been cut off half. He immediately shut up and focused on dealing with the fierce and domineering and continuous attack of the God of Death.

The fighting style of the God of Death made Liu Qian secretly shocked. Because the five qi are coming to the Yuan Dynasty, although Liu Qian could not move at this time, his qi had actually merged with the surrounding environment. Even if he did not open his eyes, all the subtle changes could not escape his eyes. The God of Death's attack now seems fierce, but it gives people a feeling of being at the end of his strength.

Combining nature and looking carefully with the energy, Liu Qian was shocked. The vitality of the God of Death was so strong that it was unbelievable, just like a blazing flame. However, it was not difficult to find that its vitality was dim and pitiful. It formed a sharp contrast with the vitality of the blazing. This was definitely not a normal thing.

"She is committing suicide." After Liu Qian understood the reason, he felt a little shocked for no reason. If he hadn't been unable to speak at this time, this sentence had already been shouted out. Although Liu Qian understood that skill, Liu Qian could have determined that the god of death was using some special method to burn his vitality and suppress the injuries in his body. At the same time, he also greatly improved his strength.

But there is one thing that Liu Qian couldn't understand. Why did the God of Death do this?

At this moment, the attack of Death suddenly slowed down. Andrew, who had been struggling for a long time, finally found a chance to breathe and swung the sun sword desperately to force Death back. With his ability, it is easy to see through Death's current state. With his selfish personality, he could not do such a thing, but he was scared to judge others by himself. However, after fighting with Death for so long, how could he not see that Death is just burning his own vitality to suppress his injuries.

An indescribable joy surged in my heart, and I stood still, and laughed proudly: "Ye Baihe, it turns out that you are scaring me. You have burned out your vitality, and see how you will fight me in the future!"

At this time, the God of Death was too lazy to even pay attention to him, so he stopped attacking and put away the God of Death's sickle. The black mist that tightly wrapped her gradually dissipated, revealing her in a black robe and cloak.

Looking back silently, he lit up his cloak and slowly lifted his cloak. His long hair, which was like a black waterfall, poured out and spread on his shoulders. The girl who was exposed in front of everyone was an extremely pure and beautiful and weak-looking girl. Her delicate and shaved skin was a little pale, and her big moist and clear eyes were covered with some mist. She did nothing, but just looked at Liu Qian quietly.

"She, what are you doing?" Liu Qian was shocked and puzzled. Could it be that the God of Death remembered his old account with him at this time. He was going to settle it with him first?

"Qian!" The God of Death opened his mouth slightly, and he said softly in his heart: "I can only do so much."

I looked at it nostalgically and turned my head past, and a crystal clearness appeared in my eyes that represented farewell. But the corner of my mouth seemed to have thought of something happy, with a faint curve, a hint of cunning.

The momentum surged, and the God of Death seemed to be about to bloom all its vitality at this last moment. The black light burst out from the God of Death's weak body. Black, endless darkness, but this was only aimed at Andrew alone.

Annihilation.

"Ye Baihe, you're crazy." Andrew's eyes showed a look of death-like fear: "No, you'll die if you'll die." But no matter how he said that, he still enveloped the sun-like light on his body. He flapped his wings and ran away.

However, the annihilation energy of the God of Death was tightly attached to it like a marshy bone. It quickly devoured all the energy, including the power of Andrew, the god of light, and even the shining armor and flesh.

At this moment, Liu Qian was even more shocking than the lightning. The grim smile of relief and cunning when the god of death turned around, the familiar smell, the familiar look, and the whisper that was almost inaudible, Qian. All of this made Liu Qian shout in his heart that she was the little demon! All of this made Liu Qian understand that Ye Baihe was the real little demon.

And she burned her life to stop the God of Light, just for herself. A trace of indescribable pain suddenly flashed in Liu Qian's chest. Ye Baihe's last look back was full of the smell of farewell.

"Little Demon, no, Ye Baihe, you are too self-righteous." Liu Qian roared in his heart: "How could you make such a decision without my permission?" It has been unknown how many years, Liu Qian has never tasted such real anger and heartache.

"Ye Baihe, you bully people too much. I will fight with you too." Andrew saw everything about him turned into ashes in the annihilated energy. Knowing that today's things would never be good, he immediately shouted angrily: "Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill your wish."

The huge wings spread out completely, holding their hands together, forming a strange gesture. They gritted their teeth and shouted: "Big Light Cannon."

The dazzling white light was concentrated from Andrew's whole body into his hand, like a small sun in his hand. If it weren't for this kind of emergency, Andrew really didn't want to use this trick that required his vitality to consume. Otherwise, if the God of Death continued to exert this way, he would probably have lost his life, let alone a little vitality.

"Ah!" Liu Qian felt anger rising. Ye Baihe was really a little demon, so she was her own woman. Now she couldn't move, but she watched her fight for herself. And it was a real life. What's more, she was fighting with the arrogant birdman.
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